Still Sweeter Every Day

To Jesus ev'ry day I find my

Heart is closer drawn,

He's fairer than the glory of the

Gold and purple dawn;

He's all my fancy pictures in its

Fairest dreams, and more.

Each day He grows still sweeter than He

Was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied

This side the golden shore;

O there He'll be still sweeter than He

Ever was before.

His glory broke upon me when

I saw Him from afar,

He's fairer than the lily, brighter

Than the morning star;

He fills and satisfies my longing

Spirit o'er and o'er.

Each day He grows still sweeter than He

Was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied

This side the golden shore;

O there He'll be still sweeter than He

Ever was before.

My heart is sometimes heavy but He

Comes with sweet relief,

He folds me to His bosom when I

Droop with blighting grief;

I love the Christ who all my burdens

In His body bore.

Each day He grows still sweeter than

He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied

This side the golden shore;

O there He'll be still sweeter than He

Ever was before.